You know, I pretty much ignore anything I see online about Marvel's Ultimate line of comics. I did read Ultimates and, I think, Ultimates 2. They were all right, they were entertaining in a "What If?" sort of way, but I never got particularly attached to them.
And that's because, apparently, I am one of "those" comic fans. The annoying ones.
One of the things that makes comics so dear to me, one of the things that keeps me coming back for more, is the convoluted continuity. The complicated and sometimes conflicting backstory, the steady parade of villains and lovers, the costume changes, the partnerships, the team-ups. Without those ties, without that intricate web of connections, that sense of history, the way that Spider-Man manages to have forty years worth of adventures in a quarter of that time? I may read it if it's around, but I won't usually seek it out, and I'll lose interest pretty easily if the books lose quality.
Ah, but the comics that are firmly bound to their universe's continuity? Those, I'm so much more forgiving of. Because I've got so much more invested in them, personally.
I'm not saying I want to change. I'm just saying that I am a fangirl, and I suppose I ought to embrace it.
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